Christmas Anime Picture Novels & Stories

She hurriedly went back to the couch. “I need you girls to pass me that decoration box on the table, but you have to bring it alphabetically and carry it with care so it doesn't rumble, can I trust you with that?” I asked, pointing to the colorful container filled with balloons, streamers, and other festive goodies. “Nooo, I want to watch TV Livia,” Tessa mumbled with a frown. “Oh come on Tess, you always say you love Grandpa, now is the time to show your love for him, all these to make him happy right?” I winked at her.

Another message came, this time it was a picture. As soon as I saw the picture, the fork slipped through my fingers and fell on the plate, startling Aunt Mira. My jaw dropped, my heart sank, my pulse quickened. On my screen was a picture of Damon and me having sex in his car. The picture captured my head thrown back in reckless abandon, my mouth pouted, and my eyes shut. It only captured Damon from the side, but clear enough to see his face buried between my breasts. A third message followed. “This would make a really viral picture"

she exclaimed. “We saw the gifts you sent us. The Ankara prints are so beautiful!” I returned her smile with a small one of my own, bowing slightly in greeting. “Thank you, ma, for accepting them,” I said politely. As I scanned the bustling square, my eyes landed on Anu, struggling with the huge 14 feet Christmas tree as the center of the square. Without hesitation, I made my way over to her. She was trying to steady the tree on its stand, her face knotted in a frustrated frown.

_Aria's POV_ I looked at the calendar on the wall. The date looked back at me and my stomach tightened. The dreaded day would come soon. It was the twenty-fourth of December today and the memory still sat fresh in my throat. I could taste it like old blood. I could see the lights and hear the sirens. I remembered what happened three years ago. I remembered everything. I had been looking for scissors to open the Christmas presents when I noticed the black file lying in the corner of the sofa. It did not belong there. The living room was too neat for loose papers. I frowned and set the wrapping aside.